Spring HaikuA soft breeze sweeps throughPale cherry blossom petalsCarrying my tears.
PrisonerThe prisoners incages of sadness. What ifit was us instead?
Broken Temple Cradled by forest And gentle whispers of wind Songbirds softly call A solitary temple A broken shrine so patient A stone goddess waits Flowers adorn her figure A smile on her lips Arms outstretched to weary souls Butterflies rest on her hands So long forgotten By all but the falling leaves That ever praise her And her sacred resting place Hidden by nature's children
One minute past twelveLuscious shoe-lace skiesTied in a mint moonlit bow;Open this next day.
TimeRiver flows frozenBirds like to dance in the skyAnother year past
NightThe darkness of nightMade complete obscurity,Then comes daylight.
Nightthe moon is outsidewater rushes from the skymy universe cries
Haiku - Springtime!Hope is in the air The wonders of creation Can you hear feel the warmth?
Lavender- HaikuLavender smoke driftsBurning sweetly in my pipeI am calm, at peace
The Sun KingLook at the Sun go down,In the fire lit sky,Burning. Melting; into night.Watch the sun die slow, calmly,The night takes over,Arising in the daytime.Breaking in the crack of dawn,Taking its birthright,Ruling the day forever.
Valentine's SeasonValentine’s seasonFull of happiness and love,Rain falls silently.
Seasonal HaikuA sparkling moon:Shimmering in the water,A glittering eye.I feel the wind blow—Blushing bright autumn coloursTurning of new leaves.Frothy white waves sootheTroubled minds. I scrunch my toes— It’s too cold this year...
The Weird Colored Birds.The white and rustyBrown colors adorning eachBird mean it's springtime
momentsunny airspiderweb shadowssoon summercampfire smokecherryflower dancegracefully nowthrough the airlike an uncommon melodywhite petals flow
FeatherA floating featherTumbling, cresting, but alwaysDescending on down
Tending the FireA fire needs stokingby more than mere poking,and a blowtorch is surely too much.But should you tend the firewith my one true desire -with love, my heart may combust.
Haiku IVAwakened arrest -our breathless adorationwhen love is breathing.
On the ShoresDear Child of Mine,Carefree wisps of hair kiss your salted lipsWith the taste of wonder and innocencePlaying on the shores of reminiscenceRed bucket in hand with treasures to findAnd Grandmother there ever by your sideInseparable friends on the shores of timeWhere youthful magic appears without endMemories shimmer upon summer sandAlive on the shores of Cape May diamondsEach holding a dream once carried to seaReturning fulfilled and so you believeFinding faith on the shores of mysteryI see you there now as my soul takes flightDancing in ripples like shadows of lightWith the ebb and flow on the shores of lifeDear Child of
PEACOCKPeacock! Peacock! Your spirit known;all directions your feathers flown.From the ashes in plumage rise,shedding the past and living wise.Proudly sound your boisterous call,for laughter warms and heals us all.Would that we learn your lessons well,clearly seeing where beauty dwells -Within each creature great and small,steadily growing, walking tall;with body, heart and mind made wholeto know the worth of one's own soul.
Haiku IIIwhite cherry blossomsmelt on frosted window panes -harbinger of Spring
Haiku IIsheets of glassy lightpierce the veil of heavy clouds -a slice of heaven